Took a little time off recently for good reason. This month Laura and I welcomed home our firstborn. All are healthy and we couldn’t be happier.
Finger guns are like the coolest thing, right? Anyway, this polar vortex has been rough stuff. Laura and I stayed in Winnipeg over the holidays and the temperature outside has been consistently colder than Mars and Antarctica. Today I was outside long enough that my breath froze to my beard and the frost gave me a real Santa-Claus-facial-hair vibe. It only took about five minutes to go through the process, from funny (heh heh, it looks like that one Tim Allen movie) to horrific (oh god, it's going to kill me!!).